Yeah, so he's in contention with John Mitchell to be Worst Attorney General in well, a long, long time. As they say in the infomercials; "But wait, there's more!".
President Bush has placed a lot of faith in Alberto Gonzales over the last 12 years.
The embattled attorney general's resume glistens with appointments and nominations made by the 43rd president: Texas gubernatorial counsel, Texas secretary of state, Texas Supreme Court justice, White House counsel, attorney general.
"Glistens with appointments"...gee, and to think that before he became a 1600 Crew pre-toady, he was racking up prestigious awards:
...received the Hispanic Salute Award in 1989 from the Houston Metro Ford Dealers for his work in the field of education.
Quite a leap for a half-assed lawyer from Houston whose most notable award was from an association of car dealers for something that didn't even pertain to legal work.
Oh, and let's not forget that Abu the Ghraib has never been a prosecutor, nor held any position as an officer of the court that would qualify him to understand the complexities and subtleties of being an actual prosecutor. His appointments to courts were, as noted, political and not based on any particular judicial philosophy or merit, other than being a full-time ass-kisser.
So yeah...
Solidifying his conservative credentials shortly after joining the White House team in 2001, Gonzales took a shot at affirmative action while conceding it may have gotten him where he is today.
"I know that I've been helped because of my ethnicity," Gonzales told the Los Angeles Times. However, he added, "Hispanics should expect nothing more than an equal opportunity. For us to now say that we should be given an opportunity because of our ethnicity, irrespective of our competence, means that we'll be discriminating against someone else who doesn't happen to be Hispanic."
From reading that statement, can there be any doubt at all that he's not even smart enough to lick Clarence Thomas's shoes? I'm guessing that either they're gonna toss Abu under the bus and do a Rumsfeld dance around his desk as he's escorted from the building, or he ain't going nowhere, baybeee.
